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| Topic: The never ending story NEEDS HELP! | |
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i tried to write a story but all i got to was
Once upon a time... |
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Maybe you should write a story about that
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Edited by
wux
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Fri 04/08/11 05:53 AM
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Maybe you should write a story about that Or maybe write a story about how you should write a story about that. How 'bout that? |
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Edited by
Kematcheone
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Fri 04/08/11 06:02 AM
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Maybe you should write a story about that i just cant figure what goes after the once upon of time? i got only 2 characters: mingle1 and mingle2 so far and than i get dumbfounded 
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In a land far away...
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Maybe you should write a story about that i just cant figure what goes after the once upon of time? i got only 2 characters: mingle1 and mingle2 so far and than i get dumbfounded |
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In a land far away... where mingle1 came from. crud i lose my focus here man |
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The logo makes it look more like mingle squared. Still doesn't explain where mingle came from b4 getting squared tho...
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Once upon a time, in a land far away, lived a legend of a man,
he was my friend. His name was Kematcheone. Warrior, keeper of the old ways...a spiritual man. He |
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had a vision that lasted days or weeks,
he did not know, because time wasn't invented yet but it came to him, and knew he must make it so. as the sun rested high in the sky, he fired up the dirt bike (story would take way too long on a camel) and he set out to find.... |
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The keeper of his love, for he has searched the plains and the Forrest's
trying so desperately to find the one who shall bare his children. She was called,,The Holder of Knowledge...for she knew what you think. Traveling at 90 miles an hour on his dirt bike,,he seen a strain of her hair,,,laying still on the sand,,until his bike blew it away at 30 mph,,,,THEN,,he stopped,,,, |
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The keeper of his love, for he has searched the plains and the Forrest's trying so desperately to find the one who shall bare his children. She was called,,The Holder of Knowledge... for she knew what you think. Traveling at 90 miles an hour on his dirt bike ,,he seen a strain of her hair,,,laying still on the sand,,until his bike blew it away at 30 mph,,,,THEN,,he stopped,,,, And began to chase that hair down the beach, just oiut of reach, up, down, sideways it blew. But he saw his future in that hair. It was blonde. Finally, he grabbed it, did another wheelie, and held the strand of hair next to his heart. He headed up the dunes.. |
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Edited by
bastet126
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Fri 04/08/11 08:55 AM
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where he came across a pepsi machine
great timing! he thought she really DOES know what i am thinking... he chugged it down wiped the sweat from his brow went to get back on his bike when off in the distance he saw the most amazing... |
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where he came across a pepsi machine great timing! he thought she really DOES know what i am thinking... he chugged it down wiped the sweat from his brow went to get back on his bike when off in the distance he saw the most amazing... mirage. A kiosk, for a dating site. He roared up to it, de-biked, removed his helmet, and asked for directions. 'I seek the ONE' he said. 'Well, isn't this your lucky day' said the operator. 'Guess who we have for you?' |
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and in a blink..........
it was gone the mirage gently soaked back into the heat he threw his hands to his head went down on his knees beat his fists into the sand and cried out 'nooooooooooooooo!!!' he sulked for days or weeks, he did not know, for time had still not been invented but when the moon rose for the 7th time he......... |
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and in a blink.......... it was gone the mirage gently soaked back into the heat he threw his hands to his head went down on his knees beat his fists into the sand and cried out 'nooooooooooooooo!!!' he sulked for days or weeks, he did not know, for time had still not been invented but when the moon rose for the 7th time he......... staggered to his feet, and found he was BLIND. 'Oh God' he raged, 'how can you take from me, my ability to find the ONE?' 'Ahhh' said God, 'I have but given you the only tool necessary to find the ONE, the pureness of your senses..' The man calmed. He found he COULD 'see' more.. In fact, who was that, biking towards him in a whirl of sand and hair.. |
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wait for it......
wait.....for it.... none other than fabio he came to a screeching halt right at the great ones bare feet he swirled and twirled his hair for him for days, or weeks.... you know how that goes... and finally, when a call from his publisher broke his train of thought he got back on his bike tosselled his hair one last time and took off into the sunset leaving the great one wondering... |
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wait for it...... wait.....for it.... none other than fabio he came to a screeching halt right at the great ones bare feet he swirled and twirled his hair for him for days, or weeks.... you know how that goes... and finally, when a call from his publisher broke his train of thought he got back on his bike tosselled his hair one last time and took off into the sunset leaving the great one wondering... But he did not give up. Fabio was only pretty to the eyes. And biker was blind. He could only smell what seemed like butter. He wandered down to the shoreline, his feet hot and bothered by the heat. He sat to cool his feet. Out in the open ocean he saw..a mermaid? How could that be? |
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surely the fact that he was blind, but now he sees
was a sign that there was more at work here than the mere cleaning out of the sand in his eyes. so, he called out to her... in mermaid speak at which he was instantly fluent in, in 7 languages. she was taken aback but she fought the tide she flippered her way closer to the shoreline closer still, when......... |
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surely the fact that he was blind, but now he sees was a sign that there was more at work here than the mere cleaning out of the sand in his eyes. so, he called out to her... in mermaid speak at which he was instantly fluent in, in 7 languages. she was taken aback but she fought the tide she flippered her way closer to the shoreline closer still, when......... S H A R K !!!!!! |
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